Casually pouring two glasses, Xia Yinian picked up one and glanced at the man beside her.
"Uncle, let's have a drink!"
"Mm."
Gu Beicheng looked at the girl with a certain implication, and when he took the glass from her hand, his large hand deliberately covered her small one.
Xia Yinian glared at him, frowning slightly.
Knowing that Grandpa was watching, couldn't Uncle refrain from doing this?
The man didn't miss her gaze; he just missed her soft, boneless hand a little.
His gaze swept over her hand, and Xia Yinian's face blushed again.
After letting him take the glass, she immediately withdrew her hand and shifted her gaze.
Feeling the heat on her face, Xia Yinian picked up the wine glass in front of her and brought it to her nose.
"Third Brother, this wine smells good." She smiled at Feng Yan and took a small sip from her glass.
"Not bad!" The Old Master also picked up the wine and smelled it, "Ah Yen's wine-tasting skills have improved now."
